Revolution

Chapter 14

We walked through the streets, small groups of men walked by us, giving us a glare, trying to figure out who we were. Error pushed us a bit, urging us to keep moving. We were wearing hoods over our heads as we tried to lay low. But we kept our eyes out for a skeleton with black tears running down his cheeks.

As we walked through the streets, stopping at markets to buy food and other resources, the sun began to fall. "Where is this guy?" Error said, beginning to worry. We all knew being out at night was practically a death sentence. 

"I don't know, maybe we'll find him out at night." Blue said, starting to grab for his bag. "But until then I think we need to get weapons out, you never know." Me and Error nodded in agreement. He readied his strings while me and Blue brought out our swords.

We walked more and more, until we found ourselves in an alley, which is never a good sign. That's when metal and a body crashed to the floor, a loud bang ringing out. I turned around to see Blue laying behind me, there were a group of men standing at the only exit. 

It looks like we only have two choices, fight or let them kill us. Error immediately shot at them, catching one in his strings. He put him out of reach, tightening the strings which made the stranger groan in pain. I knelt down to Blue, he was bleeding. It seemed they had something like a bow, except it was much faster and much more deadly. 

"Blue! Talk to me!" I shouted, his hood had fallen down, and his expression was enough to show his pain. "It'll be okay, we'll get you help. okay?" Dream said, grabbing some bandages to wrap around him, trying to slow down the bleeding. Dream looked back at Error who was struggling to hold back three men at once, the prince decided Blue can't be healed if they don't get rid of these guys.

Dream laid his eyes on a target, one who was a little separated from the other two. He also appeared to be the one with the weapon that struck his friend. Dream sprinted at the man, his weapon seemed to be long range, not close. He actually used something his father taught him, going for the heart. The golden skeleton struck his heart, then covered himself with his bag. Hoping it'd work as a shield if the man still was able to shoot. 

He quickly peered over his bag, the man was on the ground, he had dropped his weapon. Dream ran for it, deciding to finish him off that way. Aiming for the head, he shot once, turning his head to not look.

That's when another loud bang erupted, his leg began to bleed. Luckily he didn't have very good aim, otherwise Dream might've died. He held his leg, looking back at his hand. It was red. He tried his best to keep standing, but it was hard. 

If you don't help they all will die.

He can't die, he promised to bring Blue home safe. And he won't let his friends die. He'll use every last bit of strength he has. So he shot back. 

The bullet barely grazed his attacker, he would have to watch his shot better. Error shot his strings, grabbing the man's wrists with them. Now he couldn't move much, so Dream shot at him. He hit the stranger in his chest. Now there was only one left fighting. Filled with anger, he ran at him with a knife.

He dodged the strings until he got close enough and stabbed Error in the chest. Error muttered something but Dream couldn't make it out, but in a final moment of desperation he wrapped his strings around the man's neck, putting him up to hang. 

Dream ran to his friend, catching him before he hit the ground. "Oh goodness, what will we do now?" He asked, looking back at Blue who was leaning against the stone wall. He took a breathe, trying to figure out what to do.